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Even the transaction between a benefactor and a prostitute must be preceded by a few false love words.

Feng Yu'er sneered, and Yan Meixiao was silent.

Because Hongyan asked, do you want to sleep with me?

What a shameful question.

The person who asked was not ashamed, but the person who was asked blushed.

Seeing Yan Meixiao lowering her eyebrows, Feng Yu'er asked even more wildly: "Since you want to sleep with me, why don't you dare to look at me?"

I really didn't dare to look at her, and I had never seen a woman who talked about sleeping.

The women of the border nationalities are really different from my Huaxia.

"Don't misunderstand, general, let me make things clear. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Feng Yu'er didn't allow Yan Meixiao to speak, and laughed contemptuously: "You removed everyone in the tent, didn't you just want to sleep with me?"

If she hates you, whatever you do, it's a reason for her to hate you.

"Why don't you dare bring in your minions and sleep with me in front of them?

Her questions are embarrassing.

Just when Yan Meixiao thought that this was the most embarrassing problem, an even more embarrassing problem came again.

"I see, because you're afraid that you'll soften too quickly and be embarrassed in front of your minions. ”

The more you talk about it, the more it makes people blush, it's really not decent.

"General!" Yan Meixiao could only raise his voice and forcibly cut off Feng Yu'er's anger: "Yan Meixiao has no ill intentions towards the general. ”

"No bad intentions?" Feng Yu'er was angry, kicked over the tea case, and stood upside down: "You sent that gangster in white clothes to talk to me about the wind and cold, and you dare to say that you have no evil intentions!"

Gangsters in white?

It must be Mr. Bai.

Cool words?

Almost, Mr. Bai's mouth is not serious, the joke he thought was in Feng Yuer's ears, maybe it was cool words.

There is no way, who made Mr. Bai talk fast, leaving me with an untidy mess.

"I summoned the general this time to release the general. ”

Feng Yu'er snorted coldly, her face full of disdain, and she didn't believe every word of Yan Meixiao at all.

Yan Meixiao got up slowly, inconvenient to raise her hand, and motioned to Feng Yu'er with her eyes, asking her to look at the head of the bed with a sword.

"I shall order the whole army not to block the general's way, and the general may return to his base camp with this sword. ”

Before the words fell, Feng Yu'er turned the head of the bed and took off the sword of the chief soldier.

"Yan Meixiao has injuries on his body, so he can't be sent away. ”

Qian Qian said this, and Yan Meixiao shouted to the guards outside the tent.

When the guard entered the tent and saw Feng Yu'er with a sword in his hand, he was immediately shocked and pulled out his matching knife.

"Listen to the soldiers, pass on my order, no one is allowed to prevent General Feng Yu'er from going out of the city and returning to the camp, and those who violate the order will be beheaded. ”

The guard still wanted to ask, but was glared at fiercely by Yan Meixiao: "Are you going to be the first person to violate the order?"

After the guards gave the order, Yan Meixiao was gentle and polite to Feng Yu'er: "As I said, Yan Meixiao is injured and can't be sent away." ”

Is it really that simple?

Seeing Feng Yu'er holding the sword and not moving, Yan Meixiao knew that she was suspecting that there was a deception.

Gently walked back to the bed and sat down, and sent the guest off: "Please return to the camp immediately, I will also calm down and recuperate." ”

Feng Yu'er turned her head and walked to the door of the big tent, and when she half-lifted the curtain of the tent, she suddenly drew her sword and jumped back, directly taking Yan Meixiao's throat.

Yan Meixiao was bent on letting people go, how could she have expected her to suddenly become a killer at this time?

Feng Yu'er is good at kung fu, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword has already hit Yan Meixiao's neck.

The cold soaked through the skin.

If she stabbed down with a sword, Yan Meixiao would only suffer death.

"You don't know martial arts?" Feng Yu'er was shocked.

"I don't know martial arts. "Yan Meixiao is honest.

"How can a person who doesn't know martial arts be a chief soldier?" Feng Yu'er gritted her teeth and sneered: "You don't have to lie to me!"

"Because I know formations. The sword was in his throat, and Yan Meixiao smiled faintly: "General, if you think about it carefully, those who are good at using the art of war in ancient times don't seem to know martial arts, so it's not surprising." ”

That's right, Sun Wu, Sun Bin, Wolong, and Feng Xiao are all great military artists, and which one understands martial arts?

The blade of the sword deflected three inches from his throat and landed on his neck.

Yan Meixiao didn't call the guards for rescue, looked back at the tent curtain, and didn't see an ambush.

Did he really mean to let me go?

"Do you know who I am?" Feng Yu'er's voice was still cold.

"You are the general of Liao. ”

"Yes, I am the general of the Great Liao Kingdom. Feng Yu'er said arrogantly: "I am also the princess of the Great Liao Kingdom." ”

"Then I should call you, Your Highness the Princess. ”

"I am the only one who is favored by the Queen Mother of the Great Liao Kingdom, and I am the pearl of her palm. Feng Yu'er smiled coldly: "If you take me as a hostage, it will definitely make my Great Liao Kingdom dare not attack you again." ”

She is indeed telling the truth, and even some countries will exchange princes as hostages in order to show favor to each other.

"Yan Meixiao is not a despicable person. He replied lightly, unmoved.

Seeing that Yan Meixiao's shoulders were bandaged, revealing residual blood, Feng Yu'er asked in a deep voice: "You don't know martial arts, you didn't go to the battlefield, how did you get injured?"

"It's a shame to say. Yan Mei Xiaozhen lowered his head: "When the soldiers broke the formation, I went up to the tree to pound the bird's nest and accidentally broke my shoulder. ”

He said of himself as such a plaything.

However, how can a plaything who is demoralized let a warrior like a tiger and wolf be loyal to him?

"When I was under house arrest by you, I heard the guards tell you that you were so heroic, that you were in the same pain as the soldiers who killed the battle, and that you were stabbing your shoulders and beating the drums of war, but you said that you broke your shoulders by smashing a bird's nest. Feng Yu'er scolded in a low voice: "The eldest husband must act against the sky, what is the truth?"

"Your Highness the Princess. Yan Meixiao smiled bitterly: "It is true that I fell from a tree and broke my shoulder." ”

Feng Yu'er turned her wrist, and the fast sword was like electricity, breaking the medicine cloth that bandaged Yan Meixiao's left and right shoulders.

The knife wound was impressive, the skin and flesh were red and swollen, and the residual blood turned black.

There are silk threads sutured at the skin tear, which shows the depth of the wound!

Feng Yu'er is a battlefield general, how can she not see a knife wound?

After examining the wound, Feng Yu'er smiled lightly and said disdainfully: "Sure enough, it fell out." ”

The sword blade was still sheathed, Feng Yu'er stepped in front of the big tent door, and when she opened the tent curtain, Feng Yu'er turned around and looked at Yan Meixiao coldly: "I could have killed you and left." ”

She was telling the truth, as long as the sword blade was lightly touched just now.

"Her Royal Highness the princess, walk slowly. Yan Meixiao got up and whispered.

"I'll keep this sword for now. Feng Yu'er stepped out of the tent and raised her eyebrows: "The day I am in a good mood, I will return it to you." ”

"I hope that on the day Your Highness the Princess is in a good mood, my wounds will be healed. Yan Meixiao smiled lightly: "I will cook tea and stew fish, and ask Her Royal Highness the princess to taste it." ”

"The generals of the Great Liao Kingdom only drink wine, not tea!"

The curtain moved, and the shadow left.

Mr. Bai lay on the top of the tent, made a pillow with his hands, looked up at the stars, and smiled faintly: "Do you dare to say that you don't want to marry a princess? ”